Soaring Dragon Seventy-Two Faces (Part 2)

Seeing that others had already started, Li Huang felt that his status as the first taster was about to be lost. He looked at the exquisite, palm-sized dragon head and finally picked it up with his chopsticks.

But as the head broke off with a "crack," "blood" gushed from the neck and fell onto the plate, releasing a rich, savory aroma.

The aroma was like a typhoon sweeping through. The instant it landed on the plate, it had already spread everywhere. The entire venue, not just the judges' table, was engulfed by this aromatic bomb.

His mouth watered nonstop. Li Huang couldn't care less that the sight was a little gruesome. He brought the dragon head to his mouth with his chopsticks, and then...

"Argh!"

"What's wrong?" When his old colleague let out a piercing scream, Run Wu immediately asked. But Li Huang covered his mouth, his face flushed red. Then a wave of icy cold energy spread from his body, and even a layer of white mist condensed on the water cup in front of him.

But it wasn't because he was angry. It was the result of fully circulating his icy-cold internal energy.

Seeing Li Huang's expression, the others didn't dare touch anything until the icy-cold energy dissipated from his body. After he finished swallowing, they saw him stare wide-eyed and say:

"This dragon head—this dragon head is a soup dumpling! The seasoned, fried gluten is wrapped in pork net fat and roasted. Its texture is much chewier and juicier than ordinary meat filling. The crab oil, stir-fried to bring out its flavor, has a faint bitterness from the shrimp brains that perfectly offsets some of the pork net fat's greasiness. It makes the dumpling's texture smooth yet refreshing. Even without anything else, this Dragon Brain Soup Dumpling